Smoking Popes - When He Was on the Cross lyrics

There's no one great among us We're nothing on our own We make mistakes and often slip Just common flesh and bone Someday I'll prove just what I say I'm of a special kind For when he was on the cross I was on his mind (chorus) He knew me Yet he loved me He whose glory makes the heavens shine I'm not worthy of such mercy But when he was on the cross I was on his mind A look of love was on his face The thorns upon on his head The blood was on that scarlet robe Stained it crimson red Though his eyes were on the crowd that day He looked ahead in time And when he was on the cross You and I were on his mind (chorus)